The beautiful boy who was reborn in the dark world of women

In the Tomb of the Nameless King, deep in the catacombs, time stands still.

There is no light and no life here, only endless and silent darkness.

There is nothing but darkness.

She wanted to walk into it like this, but the darkness was so terrifying and creepy, and it was filled with an eternal and unfading evil.

It made the girl feel fear instinctively.

This is a territory designated by the gods. Any mortal who enters it will be swallowed by the darkness and the soul of the nameless king that remains here.

They would devour all living things, as the gods had intended, except her.

The girl stood at the door of the tomb, staring at the unveiled darkness. She should have known, she should have known it long ago.

From the moment she brought that man here, his death was doomed.

As the girl thought about this, the image of the thief, his gentle voice, and his quiet and peaceful sleeping face appeared in her mind.

Is he dead?

Yu Lan is an impatient woman. She hates everything that is out of her control and strives to do everything as quickly as possible.

She will not wait until tomorrow's ceremony.

Yes, he is dead.

The girl felt empty in her heart, as if a piece was missing. This feeling was extremely unfamiliar.

It was a strange feeling, just like the day he performed those tricks to make her remember the moments when she was hugged.

Gaining and losing are both equally strange.

But fortunately, she still has a chance. As long as she becomes a real Aminimo, she can save everything.

The great god of reincarnation and fate will bestow grace and return everything to its original state.

The girl strengthened her faith and walked into the tomb of the nameless kings of all generations.

The darkness before her eyes was sticky, and the girl felt that every movement she made was extremely difficult. Even the slightest raising of her hand or taking a step would exhaust all her strength.

This is in the girl's perception.

If there were other people here at this moment, they would see that her movements were stiff and rigid, like a puppet being pulled by countless strings, walking step by step towards the final stage.

"Aminimo."

A light vaguely emerged in the darkness, and it was a beautiful face that possessed the delicateness of a boy and the gentleness of a man.

He looked at the girl encouragingly, which lifted her spirits and made her work harder towards the darkness.

"Aminimo."

His voice is so clear, so pleasant to the ear. Legend has it that in the endless sea outside the continent there is a kingdom of mermaids. Their voices are so ethereal that they can make sailing travelers lose their way.

Maybe Annan is right.

She is lost.

As the girl thought so, she thought of An Nan, and a deep haze rose in her heart again.

An Nan must be dead too.

She killed her own guards, and even though she deserved it, it didn't feel good.

Or maybe An Nan’s crime actually does not deserve the death penalty?

After all, a girl is just a girl, her mind and will are not mature yet.

She began to fall into regret, but soon she felt relieved. In this case, after becoming Aminimo, she would let Annan live.

The girl has reached the deepest part, and the sarcophagus of the nameless kings of all generations is right in front of her.

To her surprise, the heavy rock coffin lid had been opened, and she could see something glowing in the darkness.

a book.

The girl picked up the book, and at that moment, boundless power seemed to be surging into her body.

In a trance, she saw her past life. She was also wearing a pure white royal robe, a golden crown on her head, and sitting on a white jade throne, but her face was blurry for some reason.

She saw herself judging disputes among nobles, and nobles from all over the kingdom offering countless treasures—

Now they are all stored in the Great Treasure Room.

She also saw herself lying on a stone bed in her old age, and as she lay dying, she told a young guard the secret of the tomb.

It was Ankoyi when she was young.

The girl was slightly startled, and suddenly felt a little lost.

Ankoyi is also dead.

If she becomes Aminimo, can it bring her back to life?

The girl had many things she wanted to ask her, and although Yu Lan could tell her, she still instinctively hated the silent and stern high priest.

Then came the life before that.

He was still wearing a pure white royal robe and a golden crown, but his face was still unclear.

After that, there was an even more distant life, which was projected before her like a slide show, with nameless kings and similar and repetitive lives.

The same blurry face.

That's all herself, that's all she will become.

Reincarnation after reincarnation, monotonous and repetitive life, the girl suddenly felt a great fear in her heart.

Does she want the same?

This was the most annoying and terrifying thing in her short life.

She spent many cold and lonely nights in the stone house, wishing she could escape from such a life.

But now, it is what she has always wanted to become.

But if she can't become Aminimo, then Ankoyi, Annan, and Lor...

Wouldn't they be unable to survive?

The girl felt her body enveloped by the cold. This dark tomb was freezing cold.

What I see before my eyes is one reincarnation after another, an endless cycle.

Is it too heavy a price to bear to bear the power of the God of Reincarnation and Fate?

"Aminimo, save me."

The girl held a thick ancient book in her hands and heard the boy's pleading voice in a trance.

"King, I was wrong. Please forgive me."

The young and active guards lay in a pool of blood, murmured as they lay dying.

"Little Aminimo, wait for me here, I will be back in three days."

The tall, gentle woman told her that she was going to hunt down a wizard and would be back soon.

"Liars, they are all liars..."

The girl's eyes became moist. Didn't she have no way out?

The Book of Nimo

The girl gently opened the book, but there was nothing in it but deep darkness.

She stared into the darkness, memories of past lives emerged in her heart and dissipated like bubbles. Her mind was being rewritten at the same time.

Countless figures appeared in the darkness beside her, so densely packed that they almost occupied every corner of the dark tomb.

They all wore white robes and golden crowns on their heads, but their faces were covered with pure white faceless masks.

Overlapping voices emanated from beneath the mask, echoing like a tide in the dark and enclosed tomb.

"Who are you, my successor?"

The girl's eyes were blank and she was silent for a long time before she finally made up her mind.

"…I am Aminimo."

A charming and evil laugh sounded, and those similar yet different figures disappeared, leaving only pure white faceless masks.

There is nothing under the mask!

They floated in the air, circling and dancing around the girl like acrobats.

The darkness in front of the girl was dispelled bit by bit, and a dignified figure gradually emerged, clamoring to escape.

She has a human upper body, but a pure white snake tail on the lower body. She has a charming and enchanting appearance, very similar to the Grand Duke of Snakes.

In her hands were countless thin threads, which were connected to the flying pure white masks.

The whole story is under her control.

A sudden thought flashed through the girl’s mind: Was she also a mask in His hand?

The snake-like being in front of her suddenly smiled strangely. She reached out to her face and took off a pure white faceless mask.

Under the mask is another girl.

With a face exactly like hers, but with a confident and charming smile, she asked the girl.

"what about me?"

If you are Aminimo, then who am I?

The identical self asked the girl, leaving her confused.

I am Aminimo, and you are...

A name appeared in the girl's mind, Lingna, yes, if I were Aminimo.

Then Lingna can only be you.

The girl murmured.

"You are Lingna."

The smile on the face of the person in front of her became more and more intense, and she put the pure white faceless mask in her hand on the girl's face.

Then he used his sharp fingernails to run along the edge of the mask, scratching the skin and leaving an arc-shaped mark like a short knife cut.

It was as if he was going to peel off the girl's original face along the edge of the mask.

Just when it was about to be completed, "Lingna" suddenly paused and stopped her sharp movements.

Her face fell and she lowered her head, just in time to see a golden arrow piercing her chest.

There was no blood at the edge of the wound, but black mist continued to escape.

"Lingna, wake up."

The not-so-loud voice echoed in her ears, startling the dazed girl. She saw herself looking exactly the same in front of her, and suddenly she felt a great panic in her heart.

The girl looked down and saw a thick snake tail growing behind her.

The girl let out a sharp cry!

The next second, brilliant golden light burst out from the arrow, piercing through the eternal stagnant darkness.